In his first form, Mir was three meters tall, his arms were as thick as tree trunks, and his hard fist looked like a ferocious hammer. He punched angrily, the wind of the fist was hunting, and the air exploded one after another.
Feng Yuanlin did not dodge or evade, still holding the shield, as if stunned!
"boom!"
This punch hit the shield directly without any loss of power. The impact sounded loudly, like a huge cruise ship hitting the rocks. The sound was boiling like explosives.
The power of this punch was clearly demonstrated from the sound. The audience pricked up their ears, held their breath, and stared at the rusty and worn-out shield with wide eyes!
The hammer-like fist froze at the moment of impact, as if frozen.
And the worn-out bronze shield seemed to be frozen, intact!
Feng Yuanlin's feet only shook slightly!
The power of this punch is just that
The audience screamed in disbelief!
This punch does not seem to be fake in terms of sound or momentum. Mil's slightly red face is also very real. This punch cannot be fake!
But such a shabby bronze shield actually blocked it perfectly
How could this shield be so strong
"impossible!"
The most unbelievable person is Myr. It never believes that even 70% of its strength cannot break such a worn-out shield. There must be something fishy in this!
"A small skill is nothing but a joke in the face of absolute power!"
Mir roared ferociously, and it immediately punched again. This time it used 100% of its power, and its momentum and momentum were greatly improved!
It didn't believe that its punch couldn't break this old shield!
The people of the extraordinary tribe didn't believe it, but they had no reason to doubt it. They opened their eyes wide and were unwilling to miss this heart-wrenching scene!
Feng Yuanlin, who was holding the shield, seemed to be extremely confident. Facing the third punch from Mir, which was almost seamless, he remained motionless, holding the shield like a firm rock!
"boom!"
The third punch hit the shield!
How does it end
"It's not broken yet!"
The audience was shocked!
This worn-out shield actually received three consecutive punches from Myr, the seventh-ranked among the eight heroes of the superhuman race, in his first form
"The human's feet moved."
The attentive extraordinary people pointed out this point that is easily overlooked.
But immediately some people who were unwilling to be left alone began to set the pace, "It's useless. The three punches are just to make other people's feet move? How did this rubbish Mir become the eight brave men? Damn, the evaluation of these eight brave men is worthy of water, right? ?”
Any team, any race, any country may lack everything, but it will definitely not lack trolls and anti-fans. The trolls who have been hiding but have no chance to vent finally have a great opportunity. How can they let this go? Opportunity to rant with any responsibility
"You can't even break a broken shield. This is simply bringing shame to our superhuman race!"
"I have already said that except for Moya, the other eight brave men are all wet, and Mir will be exposed now!"
"Hey, how can the Eight Great Heroes fight against the Demon King with their strength?"
"..."
The opportunity the trolls seized was really good, and most people would not choose to speak out at this time. Mill's true fans would retort a few words, but they all seemed feeble.
The facts are right in front of you!
Mir punched three times in a row, but failed to break the worn-out bronze shield. He used the excuse that his opponent was too powerful and the shield was too hard. The people of the extraordinary race could not accept it. So the only way to say it was that Mir was too good!
Mir naturally heard the bursts of boos, and his face suddenly looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit!
"I must crush it!"
Mill realized this. If this shield could not be broken, it would be stained for life!
"Very well, human. I admit that I underestimated you. You forced me to be serious! I only used 20% of my strength just now. Now, let me show you 30% of my strength!"
Mill pretended that he did not use all his strength and continued to show off. Now as long as the shield is broken, its reputation can be restored!
Fortunately, the human still didn't make any move and seemed to be waiting for it to continue hitting the shield, which gave it the last chance!
"Break it!"
Mir roared angrily and punched him!
"boom!"
This punch used all its strength!
But it's useless, the shield is still not broken!
What can be done
One more punch!
After Mir smashed his right fist, he immediately followed with his left fist!
"boom!"
Two punches with all the strength still failed to break the shield, but a new crack finally appeared on the worn bronze shield!
has hope!
"I can break it!"
Mill saw hope!
"Bah, break, break, break!"
Mir began to punch the shield crazily!
One punch, two punches, three punches...
Feng Yuanlin also kept holding up his shield in a very cooperative manner, and continued to hold on to Mir's fist that was like a storm without stopping at all!
The audience gradually became quiet, some were frightened by this scene.
Crazy Mir exudes terrifying power, and his stormy fists are jaw-dropping!
The worn-out bronze shield finally slowly showed crack marks!
Some of the noisy spectators were already counting the number of Mir's fists loudly.
In the silent duel field, apart from Mir's hysterical roars and deafening crashes, there was only the sound of a few people gradually joining in.
"Fifty-six!"
When the number of fists reached fifty-six, a shattering sound was heard!
The worn-out bronze shield finally fell into pieces, after Mir threw fifty-six punches crazily!
"Broken, broken, hahaha!"
Mir laughed maniacally, danced, and did not forget to show off: "Yes, human, you forced this brave man to use 60% of his strength, which is worthy of praise!"
This time, the dead duel field did not ignite cheers because of this. The people of the extraordinary race were all silent. They were not fools. How could they believe that Mir's crazy appearance was only using 60% of his strength? All the energy to give birth was used up.
At this moment, Feng Yuanlin, who had been as silent as a rock, gently clapped his hands and said: "Awesome, the brave man of the extraordinary tribe is indeed worthy of his reputation, and he deserves to be taken a little more seriously."
After Feng Yuanlin finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and a golden shield appeared in his right hand out of thin air!
It was a flawless, golden shield that looked extremely hard!
If the shabby bronze shield resembles an old man whose candle is blown by the wind, then this golden shield looks like a high-spirited young man. Its hardness and firmness are in sharp contrast from the appearance!
The whole place was in an uproar.
Mir's face was ashen!
It took fifty-six punches to break a worn-out bronze shield. It turned out to be just a small trick. This slightly more serious gold shield has basically risen to several levels. What should I use to break it
"Are humans so powerful?"
The people of the extraordinary race made such a sound.
In the audience, Shi Xiaobai smiled and raised his thumb to Feng Yuanlin!
The paper farmer and Liu Yu sat aside, looking a little happy, but mostly speechless.
Liu Yu sighed with emotion: "No one can do this show-off routine anymore."
The corner of the paper farmer's mouth twitched, "Shi Xiaobai, I will obey you this time."
Feng Yuan Lin's actions were naturally taught by Professor Shi Xiaobai. The old bronze shield looked shabby, but it was actually Feng Yuan Lin's strongest means. Otherwise, how could he withstand Mir's fifty-six punches
But under Shi Xiaobai's guidance, Feng Yuanlin put some makeup on the shield!
You broke a shield with all your strength.
Sorry, that's just a worn-out bronze shield!
A flawless golden shield is waiting for you!
In less than a minute, Mir, who had no fighting spirit in his heart, was knocked to the ground by Feng Yuanlin's suddenly powerful shield, and the duel came to an end.
From the beginning to the end, Feng Yuanlin didn't say a word of pretentiousness, but the switching of the two shields showed his strength to the extreme.
The superhuman audience shut their mouths.
Of course, there are some tough-talking people who claim that it's not that humans are powerful, but that they are rich and have powerful Noble Phantasms.
Shi Xiaobai sneered at this.
Because, in the near future, the paper farmer who has received the true inheritance of the Stone Style Pretending Technique is about to appear!
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